“Can you feel it?” James said, and Will was parting his lips to say no when power arced and sparked. Will’s mouth flooded with saliva as the tang of James’s magic hit. It was wrong. It was so wrong, an exhilarating rush of power and potential. He had always known it, felt it. When James had used his magic on the docks, Will hadn’t been able to take his eyes off him. “Yes,” he said, or thought he said. Yes, yes, yes.
